Jaime pulled off once he was done, laughing breathlessly, and stood, breeches sagging around his hips. Cersei rose easily from her chair and came to him, kissing him hard. Jaime forgot all about Joscelin for a moment, lost in her until she pulled away to look down at the Cassiline, tilting her head and smiling. "Do you know how the languisement is performed on a woman, messire?" she asked, watching Joscelin as Jaime watched her.